My dishes went unwashed today,
I didn’t make the bed,
I took his hand and followed
Where his eager footsteps led.

Oh yes, we went adventuring,
My little son and I,
Exploring all the great outdoors
Beneath the summer sky.

We waded in a crystal stream,
We wandered through a wood.
My kitchen wasn’t swept today,
But life was sweet and good.

We found a cool sun-dappled glade
And now my small son knows
How Mother Bunny hides her nest
Where fern and larkspur grow.

We watched a robin feed her young,
We climbed a sunlit hill,
Saw cloud-sheep scamper through the sky;
We plucked a daffodil.

That my house was neglected,
That I didn’t sweep the stair,
In twenty years no one on earth
Will know or even care.

But that I’ve helped a little boy
To noble manhood grow,
In twenty years the whole wide world
May look and see and know.

-Anonymous

I thought that poem was perfect for that photo from this week, and a nice one to start the weekend with! We’re off to meet some old friends for the weekend and explore a city that’s new to us. Have a wonderful weekend!

2 responses to “Adventuring”

Thank you for these beautiful and edifying thoughts on boys. I have a 4 year old and 2.5 year old…and I believe I’m having their little brother in a few weeks (being “surprised”). I love raising little guys so far and am equally amazed at how integrally male they are. They’re wonderful.